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... cutting through the air like a sharpened arrow loosed from a divine bow. Although he carved through the assassins as though they were nothing more than fragile silhouettes, the assassins themselves were far from helpless. They were elite killers, trained, conditioned, and sharpened for one singular purpose.
But whether their struggle would matter, whether their resistance could alter the outcome in even the slightest way... only time would be the judge of that.
Asher’s fingers sh ...
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